Zhao Changhe headed to Gusu together with Tang Buqi. However, he rode on Snow-Treading Crow behind their huge caravan, while Tang Buqi hid inside his own carriage, drinking wine and munching on grapes fed by the fair hand of a young maid.1

Zhao Changhe felt really jealous of him. In the end, he simply chose to move further away so that he would not get the urge to punch the kid.0

This eldest nephew of his had left home to get experience in the jianghu. Although Zhao Changhe had no idea why this brat, who was already twenty-four, married, and the 120th Hidden Dragon, was only at the fourth layer of the Profound Gate. It seemed pointless for him to be seeking experience…1

It would be better for him to just wait another year or two, secure a position in his family’s business, and stop occupying a spot on the rankings.0

In fact, Zhao Changhe had a good idea of how this situation had come to be. Namely, Tang Buqi must have reached the fourth layer of the Profound Gate a good while before he turned twenty-four. It was highly unlikely for him to make it onto the Ranking of Hidden Dragons...0